This story is in the “Group Sex” category, because Literotica lacks something like “Vanilla Porn”. Wet Wild West is not about “Erotic Couplings” nor “Loving Wives”, but it is not “Fetish” either. There are two threesomes included, so the applied category is not misleading, but this theme is not the focus of the story.
As always I would be glad to read your comments, constructive criticism is especially welcome.
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I would like to thank Georgia Alice for her help with naming some of the characters. Also big thanks to her and Joe Nobody for giving the story its title.
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There it was, the horse thieves’ camp. The scout did a good job, as always. Hopefully catching them would go just as smoothly. Mary inhaled deeply but quietly, then gave her men signs to assume their predetermined positions. Sheriff and five deputies should be enough to capture four horse thieves and not take any casualties.
Mary Anne Hornney was a rare sight in the West, as far as she knew, she was the only female sheriff in all of the surrounding counties; and she sure did her job as good… Nah! better than any man would. The town of Tytepoos was a safe and clean place and most of the credit fell to the sheriff.
To say that she was pretty would be an understatement, but most men did not have a broader vocabulary anyway. She was thirty two years old and stayed in a perfect shape. She was 5’7″ tall, had long legs, feminine curves and broad strong shoulders. Her huge E-cup breasts were sometimes a nuisance, before operations like this one she had to wrap them carefully so that they would not bounce too much. Mary’s red hair were thick and wavy, she usually kept them tied into a braid which reached the middle of her back. Her large blue eyes were friendly, but also shone with toughness and intelligence that hid behind them. Mary had one more trait that could potentially impede her success as a sheriff, but she had learnt to contain it – high libido.
Two deputies went to the north and two to the south, the sheriff and her last man would approach the camp from the east, all as planned; a wide river created a natural barrier from the west. One thief was a sentry, three others seemed to be asleep. The night was starry, so the lawman could not sneak to close, but they managed to get within shot range unnoticed. Mary Anne could not shoot a man straight away, even a horse thief, she at least had to give him a chance to surrender.
She straightened up, aimed her gun and shouted:
“Sheriff Hornney. Don’t move!”
The man did not listen. He reached for his gun and Mary Anne fired. Only once. The thief dropped to the ground. The sheriff and the deputies stormed in, the other thieves surrendered and were arrested. The lawman tied the thieves and gathered the stolen horses; they had to get the whole bunch to the town. The corpse too, because the shot thief was dead.
The excitement inducted by the ambush was strong in itself, but killing a man, even a criminal, heavily increased the stressfulness of the entire action. All these emotions had always caused arousal in Mary Anne, not that she was a pervert who got turned on by killing people, it was just the effect of adrenaline. She had heard that it worked like that for men, especially soldiers in combat, but as far as she was aware she was the only woman to react in such a way. She would gladly fuck all of her deputies right there and then to let off the steam. But she was a professional and had enough will power to control her primal urges. For now at least, she had means to fulfil her desires later.
A couple of hours later the whole mess had been sorted out and the sheriff could finally return home; it was merely a few minutes before the dawn. Mary Anne Hornney did not have an ordinary house, she was an owner of a saloon. That was her source of (large) income, as the sheriff she worked for free.
The building was large and tall, apart from the main hall at the ground floor, there were two more floors. The place was spacious, it had a long bar, a stage for the dancers and a piano next to it. There were numerous tables, most with a good view of the stage, but some located in more private areas. There was a large kitchen and a few maintenance rooms on the back. On the first floor were located rooms for the guests, they could either sleep there over the night or indulge in certain forms of entertainment provided by the saloon. Mary’s apartment was located on the second floor, it was spacious and comfortable, there even was a balcony in her bedroom which overlooked the main street.
Mary Anne knocked on the back door which were soon opened by Dolores, Mary’s employee and a close friend. She was still wearing nothing but her short white nighty. Miss Hornney was the owner of the saloon, but it was Dolores who ran the place most of the time. She was of the same age as the sheriff, but as a former slave she had experienced too much in her life already. The two women had met many years ago, they quickly became friends and were inseparable ever since. Dolores was an inch shorter than Mary Anne and had equally prominent curves. Despite her age and experience her face managed to remain youthful and friendly. She kept her dark hair short, because they curled terribly and had a tendency to quickly turn into an awful mess.
The two women kissed their cheeks, then the sheriff began to tell her friend about the events of the night. As she talked they went to the bar where Dolores poured Mary a big whiskey, a mandatory drink after a kill. As the sheriff continued her katharsis Dolores prepared a bath for her. Hygiene was not overly popular among the people of the west, but Mary did her best to popularize this habit in Tytepoos.
Some time later, clean and relaxed, she could finally go to bed. She planned to sleep until noon, confident that Dolores would take care of the saloon. She needed to be well rested, because the next night was going to be busy as well, hopefully not because of bandits.
Mary Anne woke up a few minutes after one, which was perfectly fine; time was not an issue, although the temperature was beginning to become one. There was an attic over her apartament, but in the heat of the noon the second floor got quite hot as well. She took off her nighty and put on a pair of cotton panties, simple ones, the time for fancy lingerie did not come yet. Next came the bra, not fancy either, but also not something that would restrain Mary’s breasts too much; they deserved some freedom combined with basic support. Plain stockings for her legs and a long loose skirt on top of them; standard boots on medium-sized block heels on her feet. The only item that flaunted the sheriff’s curves was her shirt, it was tight and moderately elegant, it covered her breasts, but at the same time gave a good idea about their size and shape. Last but not least was a gun belt which went around Mary’s slender waist and holsted her revolver. Before the evening’s entertainment the sheriff wanted to check if everything in the town was fine, especially the matters regarding last night’s raid.
Mary Anne went downstairs, said hello to Dolores again and ate a dinner prepared by her friend. After a large cup of coffee she went into the town. She walked at a leisurely pace and greeted the other inhabitants; everything in Tytepoos was as good as always. The thieves were securely locked in the cell and would sit there until the judge’s arrival, their dead comrade would get a proper burial and the owners of all the horses would receive their property back. The day was uneventful until the evening.
Before the guests began to gather Mary Anne had to change clothes. A lot of guests would undoubtedly come, because this was not a regular evening. That day everyone’s favourite dance would be performing on the stage, her name was Mary Anne Hornney. Yes! She was not only the owner of the saloon, but also an entertainer; she danced, served drinks and performed… other “services”. On such nights in the saloon (and nowhere else) she was called by her second name – Annie.
The outfit consisted of a red skimpy lace panties, black fishnet pantyhose made of tiny mesh, red frilly micro skirt which barely covered Annie’s buttocks and was loose for dancing purposes, red and black corset which not only changed her curves into an incredible hourglass, but also supported her huge breasts, it’s top part was made of frilly lace that covered the breasts to such a level that it barely hid her nipples. Her shoulders were bare which further enhanced the exposure of the extreme cleavage, her arms were covered by black silky gloves. A pair of black strappy sandals on thirteen centimetre heels completed the outfit.
The guests began to gather, Dolores and three waitresses were serving food and drinks. Annie was waiting behind the scene for the pianist to start playing. Finally she recognized the right tones and strode onto the stage, her moves were confident and seductive; the audience cheered, clapped and whistled. The saloon was full of people and everyone was looking at their favourite dancer, not wanting to miss a single moment of the weekly spectacle.
The dance began at a mediocre pace, Annie strode to the front of the stage swaying her hips seductively to the rhythm of the music. Her long auburn hair were flowing free over her toned shoulders. Thanks to her outfit and exaggerated motions she seemed to be made entirely of legs. Her hands did not remain idle either, she moved them along her sides over the soft fabric to further tease the audience. Once she reached the front she ended her entering routine with a few more steps in place, then swiftly got down onto the floor spreading her long legs into side splits; she was facing the crowd with a seductive smile the entire time; another round of cheers erupted. Annie exhibited her flexibility for a few moments, then turned onto her back and got up twirling her legs.
The piano changed the pace and the dancer adapted flawlessly. Annie’s motions were smooth and well-rehearsed, she teased the audience, but never seemed vulgar. Even when she performed numerous high kicks and flashed her crotch to the crowd, it was all tasteful and offered the guests a flavor of what they perceived as sophisticated. Of course all the men were wishing that she was spreading her legs so wide for them. Annie’s toned muscles carried her effortlessly over the stage, as she twirled her long legs and swayed her ample curves. She never missed a single beat, but maintained the seductive expression on her face, occasionally spicing it with a wink or a smile. She could feel the arousal of the audience growing and she herself was becoming horny as well. The latter was the best criterion of the effectiveness of her erotic performance. She knew that whatever turned her on would have double the effect on the men.
The entire spectacle lasted merely twenty minutes, but the audience was so delighted as if they had been entertained throughout the entire night. After Annie performed her final steps she ended the dance with the same pose as it had begun – side splits at the front of the stage. She outstretched her arms and offered the audience a bright smile, the crowd went wild, they were clapping, whistling and howling; it was obvious that many men would want to rent a girl soon. Eventually Annie got up and slowly left the stage, she was swaying her round hips in an exaggerated fashion as she walked along the stage. The twenty minutes were just the right length, so she could perform and make it look effortless. The crowd did not quiet down immediately, even after she was gone behind the stage. It was another successful start to a wild night.
Annie would not disappear though, she put on a few centimetres longer skirt, also red, ten centimetre tall heels and joined the waitresses in their toll. Obviously she was the customer’s favourite and received the highest tips, but she did not keep any of that money to herself, she instead shared it between her employees; the income from the sales of food and (mostly) alcohol was enough.
On a night like this clients tended to be rather touchy with the waitresses. The other girls had to deal with it on their own, Annie allowed only the big spenders (and tippers) to put their hands on her body. She actually enjoyed being touched, but also had a reputation to take care of. She could not let people of Tytepoos think that she was some kind of slut or cheap whore. It was a fun game to play and Annie enjoyed it a lot.
She was currently taking an order from several men, among them Big Ben, a wealthy prospector. He was one of her best customers, not only consumption-wise, but also regarding the upstairs business. He was a large man, tall, strong and burly, but as such giants tended to go he was also calm and relatively gentle (at least for Western standards), unless someone really provoked him. Annie was standing right next to Ben, his huge palm rested gently on her firm thigh and began to crawl upwards, towards her buttock. On her other side sat Hungry Hank, also a well paying customer, but interested more in the consumables than in flesh. He also touched the woman’s leg and began to caress her nylon covered skin. The way she ignored their touches only encouraged the men, they continued to fondle her thighs and buttocks until she collected all the orders, turned around and went to Dolores to get the drinks and snacks. As she told her employee the order a man came from behind, reached around her body with his hands and grabbed her ample breasts.
“I’m so happy to see my favourite waitress again.”
It was Tim Troublesome, he and his brother Tom no longer lived up to their name, all thanks to sheriff Hornney. His palms were not too rough, but not gentle either, he playfully fondled Annie’s breasts in a way that both of them loved. Dolores Watched them in silence with a smile on her face.
“I’d be glad to see you too,” Annie replied, “but you keep standing behind me.”
“Oh my, how rude of me,” Tim laughed.
He let go of her breasts, stepped aside to face the woman, then grabbed her buttocks.
“Hello, Annie,” he said cheerfully with a wide grin.
“Hello, Tim. Nice to see you in a good mood.”
“I’m always in a good mood with you around. Tom will be here a bit later and we’ll have ourselves some fun together.”
“I can’t wait,” Annie winked.
Tim’s hand finally left her buttock. He took out a silver coin from his pouch and put it between the woman’s breasts.
“Here’s just a little tip in advance.”
The Troublesome brothers were ridiculously handsome and flamboyant. They were gamblers and guns for hire, but since sheriff Mary took care of them they had not done anything illegal. Tim left to sit with his company by a table and Annie delivered the ordered drinks to Ben and his companions. She lingered by the table for a short while to let the man ogle and touch her body some more. She continued to serve drinks and snacks, she wondered whether it would be Big Ben or the Brothers who would take her upstairs first. It soon turned out that it would be neither of them.
The doors to the saloon swung open and a man walked in. The place was crowded and this would have gone unnoticed if this was anyone else, but Crazy Carl. He was five foot four tall and made entirely of testosterone. People preferred to stay aware of his presence just to be sure they could stay out of his way. Fists, knives or guns, Carl never held a grudge for long, because he tended to resolve any problems on the spot. Again it was the good sheriff who made sure that he became a member of the society instead of just another corpse in the west.
Annie stopped to greet one of her favourite customers, in her high heels she had breasts at the level of Carl’s head; he buried his face in her cleavage as they hugged. Despite the obvious erotic tension and the public context the gesture was surprisingly intimate, Carl would have never done it in public with someone else. In a different place and in a different crowd someone would have surely laughed and he would have to shoot him, in Tytepoos everyone was safe. Carl eventually freed himself from Annie’s ample cleavage.
“Can we go upstairs right away?” he asked almost shyly.
Carl treated most women like whores, but was much more gentle and polite to Annie despite the fact that she acted as an actual prostitute.
“Of course,” she replied with a smile.
She would gladly have sex with Carl for free, but she had a professional reputation to take care of. He had the size, skill and stamina, he tended to be rough, but Annie liked such approach; he always left her satisfied and vice versa.
The owner was not the only girl turning tricks in the saloon. There were four other girls on the first floor, their prices were lower, so they had a constant stream of clients; neither of them was working as a waitress on a busy night like this. There was an old man collecting money, he was lame, but had a good eye and a six-gun; using such force had not been necessary to collect payment in a long time.
Carl kept his palm on Annie’s ass the entire time as they ascended two floors. As soon as the door to her room closed behind them his hands were all over her curvaceous body; he was touchy in more than one meaning of the word. They moved to the middle of the spacious room, Carl squatted down in front of Annie and focused on her long fishnet-covered legs. Just like every other man he loved her large breasts, but was a leg-man himself, so he preferred to concentrate on that part of the female body. His palms roamed from her ankles to buttocks, he loved to feel her soft yet firm flesh through the tiny mesh of her pantyhose. Annie enjoyed it as well, even though Carl’s hands were greedy and possessive, she liked being touched and this was already a foreplay for her.
After a minute or two Carl had had enough of legs for now; he stood up and began to undress his lover, he enjoyed doing it himself, so Annie only assisted him occasionally. Off went the corset, skirt, high heels, pantyhose and finally the panties. With the woman now completely naked Carl again squatted down and renewed the caressing and groping of her now bare legs; her skin felt just as good beneath his fingers as the nylon. He squeezed the fleshy thighs and buttocks, kissed and licked them until he craved for something more.
That was the moment when Annie usually slowed things down and reminded her clients of an issue that was not overly popular in the West – hygiene. A large tub with warm water was being kept ready the whole time and if Carl wanted to proceed beyond touching he had to go inside and use the soap. Quickly all of the clients learnt that bathing with Annie was rather enjoyable and the whole idea of hygiene was not so bad. Annie would wash the men herself, mostly using just her soaped hands, with some assistance of a sponge. She made sure that she got the crucial parts of their bodies perfectly clean AND that the whole process was pleasurable, her hands were nimble and gentle when necessary, so she had no problems with either.
Annie’s palms ventured over Carl’s body in a completely different pattern than his had earlier, but she had a specific goal to achieve. As she was getting the man clean she managed to accomplish something else – get him fully erect. Carl was an incredibly well endowed man, on his short slender body the gigantic penis looked even larger, almost comical; there was also a pair of testicles that matched its size and promised a voluminous load. Finally with a clean body and a raging hardon Carl left the tub, Annie swiftly dried him with a towel and they went to the bed.
One more thing remained to be done. When Annie had first seen fishnets in a cabaret in the East she instantly fell in love with them, that was why she wore them whenever she had an opportunity – mostly while waitressing and dancing. She had to have them delivered all the way from the East and they were not exactly cheap. It soon turned out that many men liked to see her legs in fishnets and Carl was by far the biggest fan, he loved to see, touch and fuck Annie while she wore them. She would never allow anyone to rip a hole in her pantyhose, but fortunately someone designed a pair specifically for that purpose – they were crotchless and offered a comfortable access to her pussy. She slowly and teasingly put such a pair on, Carl was watching it impatiently with a raging hardon.
The woman laid on her back and gestured for her lover to get on top of her in a sixty-nine position. She wanted to be sure that they were both wet and slippery enough, Carl might not have been a cunnilingus expert, but his skill was sufficient. As he licked Annie’s pussy she covered his huge cock with her saliva; soon both were ready for the main attraction of the evening. Carl got up from Annie only to turn around, she raised her legs and spread them wide invitingly; they looked marvelously covered in the mesh, but the man was now only interested in the wet pussy between them. He grabbed one of her ankles with one hand and used the other to guide his penis into the waiting love canal; Annie moaned audibly when the fat head stretched her tender spots. Carl grabbed the woman’s other ankle and began to pound her, after the hot foreplay there was no more time for gentleness, it was exactly how both of them liked it. For a while the man held Annie’s both ankles and kept her legs apart, but eventually he put her feet on his shoulders and grabbed her hips instead. This way he had a better grip and could increase the pace and force of his pushes.
Soon the room was filled with Annie’s lustful moans; they completely drowned out Carl’s rhythmic grunts. Mary Anne was a screamer and there was nothing she could do about it, whenever she had sex she was LOUD, genuine moans and cries of pleasure. Her clients (and lovers too) enjoyed the authenticity of her passionate lovemaking.
The man soon reached the desired pace and was pounding Annie’s pussy hard and fast, the force of his pushes caused her large breasts to bounce back and forth. The two of them remained in such a position for several minutes, occasionally Carl would slow down, let go of Annie’s hips and grope her breasts or thighs; her moans would get louder or quieter at times. The man’s stamina was impressive, so when he suggested a change he was barely warming up; the woman on the other hand was nearing an orgasm. She got up from the bed and gave Carl’s beautiful cock few licks, just for good measure; she could taste her own fluids on it and her kinky side rejoiced in it. The man wanted her to assume a doggy style position and she was happy to oblige. As she turned her full firm buttocks towards Carl she was rewarded with a slap, not a playful one at all.
“Ah!” she cried out, mostly out of surprise.
It was a bit painful, but well within Annie’s limits. The hornier Carl became the rougher his behavior got.
Slap! Second hit landed on the other buttock.
“Ah!” there was even more excitement in her voice, she did not protest at all.
The man guided his huge cock into her hungry pussy.
“Mhmm!” a loud delighted moan was her reaction as he stretched and filled her.
Then with one of his hands he reached for Annie’s head and grabbed her by the hair, with the other hand he held her hip. He withdrew his cock and then pulled her head back as he shoved it back in hard and rough.
“AHH!” a loud cry of pleasure was her reaction.
Carl let go of her hip for a moment to slap the buttock once again, he never let go of her hair.
The man’s motions swiftly became fast, his loins were hitting Annie’s ass hard, the slapping of their flesh was loud and mixed with the woman’s ecstatic moans and cries; she was gradually getting more audible. Over the course of the next few minutes Carl spanked his lover several more times, her buttock got visibly pink, she cried out but never protested. He kept her head pulled back the entire time and let go only when he sensed her climax incoming.
Annie issued a loud high-pitched cry which then turned into a wail. She grabbed the bed sheets with her fists and clenched her vaginal muscles around the huge cock filling her pussy. Carl grabbed her hips with both hands and began to pound her even harder, her sizeable breasts were bouncing wildly back and forth. Annie took another breath and renewed her orgasmic moans, there was no doubt that the noise she made could be heard on the floor beneath them.
The woman’s orgasm was as long as it was loud, but eventually it ended. Carl had been fucking her hard the entire time, but was not cumming himself just yet. He was not going to stop to give her some rest, but he did slow down a bit. Annie remained on all fours, her torso resting on her elbows, her head hung down; she was breathing heavily, her body was still twitching from the recent climax. Carl maintained a steady pace for a few more minutes before he finally erupted, he grabbed Annie’s hips firmly and began to again pound her harder; his motions were rough but hectic. He was grunting audibly as his cock was shooting torrents of cum into the woman’s pussy. She was not afraid of getting pregnant, one of the reasons she had moved to the West instead of settling down and establishing a family was because she was barren.
Finally the last drop was shot, with his cock still inside Carl leaned forward and kissed Annie on the back of her neck. Now that he had let off all the steam his gentleness towards her returned. The man slowly withdrew his softening penis and massaged the red spot on the buttocks which he had caused. The woman had enjoyed the roughness, but loved the aftercare even more; this was not the silent emotionally absent leave after a sex with a hooker. Carl would pay for their lovemaking before going downstairs, but Annie’s relationships with her clients were not purely professional, and Carl was the clearest example.
Some time later she turned onto her back and the two of them shared a kiss, it was short but sensual. Afterwards Carl got off the bed and began to dress up, he left the money on a shelf before he left. Annie had to change the sheets before going downstairs, she would also have to tell someone to prepare another bath, so that everything was ready for the next client/lover. Eventually she put on her waitress outfit and returned to the main hall.
The room was even busier than when she had left it. All the tables were full and the waitresses rushed back and forth delivering drinks and snacks, receiving pinches and tips. Everyone was glad to see Annie back, so she jumped right into the whirlwind of work. The owner worked at a slower pace than the other girls, because she wanted to give the patrons a chance to enjoy her presence by the table. Once again hands were placed on her thighs or buttocks and caressed her body through the thin fabrics of her clothes.
Being a waitress (and a sheriff too) requires perceptiveness and Mary Anne had developed that skill rather well. She knew all of the inhabitants of Tytepoos at least visually and could easily recognise all of her (many) regular customers. Whenever someone new appeared she noticed him or her immediately. This time it was a well-dressed middle-aged man, he looked wealthy and sophisticated, at least for western standards. He remained quiet and while he tipped well, he never tried to touch any of the waitresses, including Annie. His gaze was not as demure and it followed every girl whenever one was in his line of sight. He did not look dangerous and somewhat ignited the owner’s curiosity, she would gladly welcome such a new customer in her bedroom.
Just like previously Annie served the regular best-paying customers, only they received the chance to touch her body the rest could only ogle her as she swayed her curves. The owner did not aid the waitresses for too long, just enough to let her pussy rest and get eager for more. Soon there was another client willing to go upstairs, it was Big Ben.
The prospector was the opposite of Carl in more than just size. He was calm and steady, but not necessarily gentle; he did not get rougher as he grew more aroused either, but instead remained somewhere in-between. He was not a fan of spanking either, which was fortunate because with his strength and the size of his palms it might have been too painful even for kinky Annie. Just like Carl before him Big Ben also kept his palm on the woman’s booty as they walked upstairs. While the little man was a leg-fan, the giant was an ass-lover. There was a lot of flesh to grab on Annie’s backside and even the prospector’s large palms had more than a handful.
Inside of her room Ben focused all of his attention on the beloved booty, he squatted down behind Annie, kissed her pantyhose covered buttocks and groped them with his meaty fingers. He was not as big of a fan of pantyhose as Carl and preferred his women to eventually get fully naked, he was aware of the preciousness of that particular item and did not want to damage it with his clumsy hands. He let Annie strip the delicate pantyhose on her own, but was happy to assist her with the rest of her clothes. As soon as she was fully naked he squatted back down and buried his face in the full firm buttocks, his palms resumed the groping. The hair of his thick beard and moustache tickled Annie a bit, but she enjoyed that kind of attention as well. Ben kissed, licked and even gently bit the meaty ass, his hands ventured over them up to the toned belly and down to the equally firm thighs. Annie bent forward slightly, stuck out her ass and parted her legs, so that the man could reach her pussy with his greedy tongue. Ben might not have been an expert at cunnilingus, but he made up for any deficits with enthusiasm, plus he had an extraordinarily long nimble tongue, which was enough to satisfy most women; soon Annie was moaning softly and getting moist.
This was just a tasting though, merely a beginning to the foreplay and as such did not last long. Before Annie would return the favor and make Ben’s cock hard and sloppy, there remained the crucial part to be done first – bath. The prospector was a large man with a lot of skin to clean, but the woman took her time. She knew how to keep him excited while getting the level of hygiene she found satisfactory; just like with Carl earlier Annie managed to get Ben hard while she was cleaning him. The large man was as well endowed as his short predecessor, his cock was even slightly thicker, although on the stocky body it looked more proportionate. Ben was not as passionate nor skillful, but had an equally impressive stamina and never failed to satisfy Annie.
Once the woman was content with the level of cleanness of the prospector’s body she dried him up swiftly and the pair moved to the bed. She wanted to make Ben’s large cock as wet and slippery as possible, but he did not like sitting idly during a blowjob, so they too assumed a sixty-nine position. This time Annie was on top, being buried under Ben’s massive body could be a bit overwhelming. Maybe a minute later they were both wet and ready for more.
Ben remained on his back, Annie turned around to face him and knelt over his loins. She grabbed his fat erect cock and carefully guided it into her hungry pussy. Even after sex with Carl fucking another such monster required care, her pussy was tough and flexible, but as the same time sensitive. Annie moaned softly when the fat head spread her lower lips, she then slowly lowered her body onto the long pole.
“Oooh” she exhaled making another moan, louder this time.
Ben reached out to caress her legs, she looked him in the eye and smiled. She then raised her body, but made sure not to let the penis slip out, and lowered herself again. Annie began to ride the man’s cock and slowly but gradually picked up the pace; she focused more on the depth and position than force and speed.
Ben did not mind playing the passive role, he lied back and enjoyed the sensation. Annie would often pause, with the cock deep inside of her pussy she leaned forward, sometimes they kissed, other times the man played with her breasts and caressed her fit midriff. He was never truly forceful, but his huge palms had a natural roughness to them which the woman loved. Occasionally she ceased the penetration and spun her hips in circles instead, she remained impaled on Ben’s fat cock the entire time and the way it stretched her pussy and pushed all off the inner tender spots was driving her wild. As was her nature she moaned loudly the entire time. The pair spent long minutes in the cowgirl position, but the prospector had an astonishing stamina and eventually Annie’s thigh muscles needed a rest; they switched to doggy style.
Ben was not the most sophisticated of lovers to say the least, but he knew how to use his huge cock. When to be gentle and when to be a bit rougher, at which angles to push and what kind of rhythm to maintain. He also made occasional pauses to play with his lover’s body, sometimes he leaned forward to fondle her breasts or to caress the smooth skin on her sides. His favourite activity was to withdraw his cock until only the head remained inside of the pussy and then to grope the round buttocks. The roughness of his large palms again brought the woman the kind of pleasure she enjoyed.
The pair made love in doggy-style position even longer, Annie continued to make a lot of ecstatic noises until eventually the huge cock managed to push her over the edge. The volume of her cries rose and she clenched her vaginal muscles tightly. The added pressure and the orgasmic atmosphere caused Ben to join her in the climax. He grabbed her hips firmly and began to push his loins in quick forceful motions; he maintained that rhythm until he emptied his balls into her pussy. The pair then lied down on the bed and cuddled for a while. Annie could feel as the sizable load was oozing out of her pussy and soaking into the sheets; after such a night there was always a lot of washing to be done.
Just like previously the owner cleaned her room, changed the sheets and told an employee to prepare another bath; then she returned to serving the tables. The gazes and hands of the enthusiastic customers have been waiting just for that; other waitresses were younger and also pretty, touching and pinching them was fun, but Annie remained the favorite. Once again she served drinks and snacks at a leisurely pace, the clients valued her company more than what she put on their tables. Whenever she laid something down she made sure to bend a little and stick out her full booty. More often than not a hand reached out to touch her mesh covered skin. Annie made sure that all of the well paying customers got a chance to touch her. Some chose her booty, others her thighs, some even reached up to grab her breasts; she always welcomed their hands with a smile, so generous tips kept coming. She served the tables slightly longer than previously.
The well-dressed new customer was still sitting by his table, there were other people by it too, but they were not interacting with him too much; apparently he had come alone. He did not look as if he had drunk a lot or maybe he simply had a high alcohol tolerance. He remained reserved, but Annie noticed his interest in her, which was not surprising, but there seemed to be something more than just basic lust in his gaze.
Among the throng of customers Annie also spotted that the second Troublesome brother, Tom, had also come. Their eyes met and he winked, she reacted with a welcoming smile, he then sent her a kiss. She pursed her lips to a kiss and “caught” his that way, then continued to deliver drinks to customers. Tom turned towards his brother, they exchanged a few words, finished their whiskey and stood up from the table. The two men approached Annie as she was standing by the bar and ordering a round of drinks. Tom welcomed the woman in the same fashion as his brother had earlier – he came up from behind, wrapped his arms around her torso and grabbed her breasts.
“Hi, Annie,” he said in a cheerful voice.
“Hello, handsome.”
The man hugged her close, squeezed her breasts softly and pushed his crotch into her buttocks. The nearby people watched the unfolding scene with interest, Dolores had an amused expression on her face.
“I’m so happy to see you,” Tom continued.
“I can feel that,” Annie teased him.
“How about the three of us go upstairs?” asked Tom.
“Just a second. Let me deliver this one order and then we’ll have some fun together.”
“Waiting for you is always worth it.”
“I won’t make you wait too long.”
When Dolores completed Annie’s order and her tray was full of drinks and snacks, Tom let go of her breasts; he had been fondling them the entire time. The brothers watched as the woman walked towards the table, she swayed her hips, but the tray remained stable. They observed with smiles on their faces as the other clients touched her exposed body, when she laid out the ordered goods on the table. Eventually she returned, put away the tray and the three of them went upstairs.
The brothers were really touchy as they ascended the stairs, there was always at least one hand on either a buttock or breasts, often both. That obviously slowed them significantly, but the brothers did not seem to be in a rush; ultimately they reached Annie’s bedroom and began to undress her even before the door behind them shut. She let them have their fun and offered her body completely. The process took longer than it should, even though there were four hands included, because the brothers focused as much on stripping their lover as on caressing her skin. They too were fans of pantyhose, so they let that item remain for now and enjoyed the touch of Annie’s legs through the mesh.
Tom and Tim loved every inch of the female body, but if they were to pick a favourite part they would have chosen breasts; and Annie’s were exceptionally attractive. Each of them was being attended to the whole time, they were softly caressed, possesively groped or even roughly clutched. Their skin was touched, kissed and licked, nipples were sucked on, poked, pulled and squeezed; the brothers mixed gentleness with roughness in perfect proportions. They did not neglect other parts of Annie’s body either. Her pantyhose covered legs also received a fair share of touch and kiss; some light slaps landed on the woman’s ass too, but they were mostly playful. At one point the brothers took the pantyhose off of Annie’s legs and she finally was fully naked; she then assisted them with undressing too.
The Troublesome brothers were two of the very few men in the West who took care of their hygiene without a prompt. They bathed at Annie’s place mostly as a part of foreplay, they enjoyed touching her body with wet soapy hands and having her return the favor. Eventually the trio, clean and dry (some places moist), reached the bed. The men were hard already, but both were eager to get a taste of their lover’s pussy. Tim laid down on his back and Annie sat on his face, she assumed such a position, so that he could lick her and breath comfortably at the same time. Tim’s hands were not idle either, they roamed from the woman’s calves to her buttocks. Tom stood in front of Annie with his hard cock right next to her mouth.
The Troublesome brothers were not as well endowed as Ben or Carl, but still had decently sized penises, significantly above average. For Annie they were just perfect, it could be difficult to handle two of them at the same time, if they were any larger. Tim and Tom were womanizers and experts at cunnilingus. Annie was proud of her fellating skills, but with Tim’s tongue licking her pussy she had difficulties focusing on the penis in her mouth; she still did her best and often her moans were muffled by the cock beyond her lips.
Annie worked her lips and tongue slowly on Tom’s penis, this was still just a foreplay; she kissed and licked the head, while also trying to cover it with saliva. Tim on the other hand gave her all that he could offer, his talented tongue teased her hungry pussy lips and her tender clit; Annie’s moans were not getting any louder only because of the cock in her mouth. The woman did not need much time to get Tom’s penis slippery, but thanks to Tim’s tongue she felt pretty hot by the time they changed the position.
The alteration was minor, the woman remained in the same position, Tom got behind and Tim in front of her; doggy spitroasting was their favourite position. Tom smoothly slid his cock into Annie’s waiting pussy, she issued a loud moan, but soon went quiet as she took Tim’s penis into her mouth. She teased it with her lips and tongue, focusing mostly on the sensitive head. Tom was not in a rush either, after a few relaxing shoves he paused to grope the round booty and gave it another playful slap. The trio did not increase the pace much and maintained the position. Annie fondled Tom’s balls from time to time with one hand, when she did that he outstretched an arm to support her upper body. Other times he touched her hair or caressed the smooth skin of her shoulders. She continued to tease his cock, swallowing it occasionally, but mostly using just her lips and tongue. Tom’s pace remained slow and he paused once in a while, sometimes he leaned forward, wrapped his arms around the woman’s torso and played with her firm breasts; it seemed that he could never have enough of them.
Minutes passed by, but no-one seemed to be close to cumming. Annie felt really aroused, but it was her third time during the night, so she needed more time to reach another climax. It was Tim who suggested a change and everyone agreed. Annie lied on her back and Tim got between her legs, he placed her ankles on his shoulders and smoothly shoved his cock into her wet pussy. Tom knelt by the woman’s head, it was his time to be teased; Annie could taste her own juices on the man’s sizable penis. She was getting closer to an orgasm and often paused the blowjob to moan loudly. The brothers were still not in a rush and frequently slowed down to caress Annie’s body, especially to fondle her now fully exposed breasts. Just like previously they mixed gentleness with roughness in perfect proportions. The woman could feel her climax getting closer and her noises were getting audibly louder.
Some time later Tom suggested:
“The night is pretty hot. How about we take a breath of fresh air?”
Annie heard the words, but did not notice his wink; Tim on the other hand instantly understood his brother’s intentions. The woman was enlightened a moment later, when they got up from the bed and went out onto her balcony. Her body was hot, but not because of the heat of the night; she was almost high on arousal and now needed to climax, balcony or not.
The street was mostly empty, some people were occasionally coming onto it from the saloon, the only source of sound was the hubbub downstairs; Annie was about to break the silence of the night with her own unique song. She bent forward, leaned against the railing and spread her legs. This time it was Tom who approached her pussy and pushed his cock inside in one swift motion; Annie moaned in delight. Tim was standing beside her and fondling her large breast, he paid attention to the sensitive erect nipples as well. Tom picked up the pace and soon was fucking her vigorously, completely unlike he did indoors. The woman began to moan and cry out even louder than she had in her bed.
In a short time people on the ground located the source of the strange noises. The news spread quickly and soon a small crowd of saloon guests began to gather beneath the balcony. It was commonly known that Annie was a high-class prostitute and nobody seemed to be bothered by the fact that Mary-Anne was also the sheriff. All of the men who could afford it had at least once tried her services. But she had never been seen fully naked in public, much less while having sex. She was thinking clearly enough to understand that the Troublesome brothers have pushed her over a new borderline, but also too horny to try to stop them.
Annie could feel her orgasm incoming as Tom continued to fuck her hard, her sexy noises maintained their volume. Her judgement clouded by horniness she no longer cared for the group of spectators. There were few women in the small crowd as well, but these were not the kind of people who would be outraged by such behavior, even though all were astonished because of its complete novelty. There would surely be a lot of talking on the next day.
Tim must have sensed the impending climax, because at just the right moment he grabbed Annie’s breasts hard with both hands and pinched her nipples. The woman cried out loudly in ecstasy as her entire body began to tremble with an intense orgasm. Tom finally no longer had to hold back and shot his voluminous load deep inside of the clenching pussy; his grunts were drowned out by Annie’s cries and the cheering of the crowd beneath them. Tom’s motions became hectic, but remained forceful, he continued to work his hips back and forth until the last drop of semen left his balls. Tim never ceased fondling the woman’s breasts, although he stopped being rough after a short while. Eventually the pair of lovers calmed down and the trio could go inside. The brothers waved to the cheering crowd before leaving the balcony; cum began to ooze out of Annie’s pussy and trail down her legs. Before she went back in she also noticed the stranger among the spectators.
Tim was the one who still needed to be taken care of, his cock was hard and eager, but he had no objections against giving Annie some time to rest; he was well aware that the prize would be worth the wait. The trio returned to the bed and cuddled for a moment, they touched and caressed each other’s sweaty skin. Few minutes later the woman was ready to take care of her other lover. She laid on her back and spread her long legs wide, Tim got between them and carefully slid his cock into the wet pussy, Annie’s soft moan told him that the gentle approach was correct. The man leaned forward and the pair shared a long sensual kiss. The lovemaking that followed was not as intense as the previous one, but it was not any less pleasurable. Tom maintained a mediocre pace and occasionally paused to kiss his lover. Tim remained by their side and caressed the woman’s sensitive skin. She continued to make noises, but was not as audible as previously. Eventually Annie reached a second orgasm, it might not have been as loud or intense as the first one, but it was equally satisfying. Tom followed soon after and filled her pussy with a load as large as that of his brother. The trio later cuddled in the bed for several minutes.
The brothers were not over just yet though, this break was for Annie as much as for them, because they wanted a second round and had a specific idea of what they craved to do. The break was active, the men caressed their lover’s skin and gently toyed with her breasts. Their behaviour was almost the opposite of the roughness they presented on the balcony; Annie liked them for their ability to perform both. She returned their caress and was well aware of what they expected her to do; it was double penetration. Annie was not the greatest fan of anal sex, but she was not against it either. She derived pleasure from other sexual activities, but was open minded enough to try different things with the right people. The brothers’ ability to be careful and gentle when necessary made them the right people to try anal sexy with.
Annie helped them get their cocks hard again with her mouth, not much effort was necessary, because the brothers were quite virile and the woman had superb skill. Tim, who would be taking the woman’s ass, applied additional lubricant to his cock, then generously lubed Annie’s hole. Tom lied on his back and the woman mounted him, she guided his penis into her pussy, it went in smoothly, because she was still greased with their cum. Tim checked with his finger the level of lubrication, then knelt down behind Annie and aimed his cock at her ready hole. He was extra careful when he pushed the fat head into the tight hole.
“Ooof!” the woman’s grunt was not one of pain or discomfort, so Tim knew he was doing it correctly.
Inch by inch he slowly pushed the cock inside, until his underbelly eventually touched the woman’s buttocks.
“Mhmm,” there was clear satisfaction in her voice.
The brothers hoped that one day they would managed to turn Annie into an anal sex lover.
This was not the first time the trio was trying double penetration and they had already managed to find the common rhythm in that position. It still required a few moments to get the correct motions of the three people involved, but that was just another reason why the start had to be slow. Tom was the least active of the three, but he tried to add some motion as well. All of them had to make sure that the cocks would not slip out, but most importantly that no discomfort would be caused to Annie. The trio was proceeding at an almost relaxing pace, but slowly yet gradually they were picking up the tempo; the volume of the woman’s moans matched their speed.
Annie had to admit to herself that having both holes stretched at the same time was a unique feeling and, once you got used to it, it also felt pretty good. She worked her hips up and down, as the two large cocks went in and out; she moaned with pleasure loudly. Just like previously the trio made occasional pauses, Annie would lean forward and kiss with Tom or sit up and have her breasts fondled by Tim. The cocks never left her orifices though, the woman never felt so full and stretched as when she was being fucked by the Troublesome brothers. They never changed their position, it would be too much of a hassle and they did not have enough experience in other ones either, so finding a common rhythm could be problematic. The kissing and cuddling during the pauses broke the monotony, but even without it the trio was too passionate about their lovemaking to even need any major change.
Some time later it was once again Annie who climaxed first, after all she was receiving twice as much stimulation. She was not fully rested after the previous one, so she did not cry out as loudly, but she clenched her anal and vaginal muscles just as hard. Her ass was never as tight as during an orgasm, so Tim rejoiced in the moment, Tom loved her pussy squeezing his cock as well. They continued to fuck her in the same rhythm, keep their shoves steady and deep. Annie’s orgasm was long and she got quieter even sooner than her body stopped trembling. But before she fully calmed down the two men went over the edge as well. They managed to maintain some resemblance of rhythm as their cocks filled both holes with their seed; the second loads were not nearly as voluminous, but still surprisingly large. The trio again collapsed onto the bed to rest, their breathing was heavy, but their faces expressed pure bliss; the cum was oozing out from Annie’s both orifices.
Annie, now with a clear mind, pondered on the short adventure on the balcony and how it could influence her career as a sheriff. She might have been running a brothel, but she was aware that indecency needed to have certain limits, if she wanted to maintain peace and order. Eventually the Troublesome brothers got up, dressed, put the money on a cupboard and left. Each of them gave Annie a passionate kiss before doing so. The woman repeated the usual routine before returning downstairs and again turning into a naughty waitress.
Annie had served her four regular (and favourite) customers and she thought that this might be all for the night, and that she would spend the rest of it just serving drinks (and getting touched). It would not have been all that bad, she had her share of orgasms and enough money for the night. Her assumption was quickly proved wrong, the new wealthy-looking customer called her to his table, but to make a different kind of order. He had been sitting at a table with four other customers, but he did not seem to be a part of their company. He occasionally engaged in a conversation, but mostly kept to himself.
“Good evening, ma’am. My name is William Wealth. Could you spare me a minute?”
“Good evening, William, I’m Annie. We can talk, but maybe you’d like to order a drink first?”
“Of course,” the client replied with a smile, “let’s go to the bar together. That’ll be the best place to talk about my offer.”
“O-kay,” Annie was intrigued and did not try to hide it.
She turned her back to the man and began to walk towards the bar, swaying her hips as usually. She was expecting a hand to land on her buttock or at least a pinch, but nothing like that happened. This definitely was not an ordinary customer.
“Four whiskeys,” said William when they reached the bar, “for the gentlemen over there,” he pointed at the table which he had just left.
“You’re being very generous,” commented Annie.
Dolores poured the drinks and the owner called another waitress to deliver them, then she turned back towards William.
“Why is this the best place to discuss your offer?” she asked seriously, but with a friendly expression on her pretty face.
“Because it involves the lady over here,” the customer replied nodding his head towards Dolores, “I was wondering if there would be a chance of both of you accompanying me upstairs.”
THAT was unexpected. Sure, many men liked threesomes, but no-one had ever asked for Annie to participate in one, she alone had always been enough for everyone; not to mention Dolores being involved. Not that the owner or her employee felt insulted, just surprised. Annie looked at her friend with an inquiring expression and received a “why not” shrug as an answer.
“We can work something out,” she replied and the friendly smile returned to her face, “but that might be expensive.”
“You already noticed that I can be generous. The short spectacle on the balcony caused me to think that you’re an open minded and adventurous person. I’m glad to hear this suspicion confirmed.”
The saloon was no longer as busy, so Dolores could abandon her post and be replaced by one of the waitresses. The price negotiations were short, Annie simply doubled what she took herself and William agreed. He took a small bag with him and the three of them went upstairs. Once again the customer was not being touchy, although the women could feel his gaze on their bodies as they ascended the stairs.
When the door to the bedroom closed behind the trio William put his arms around the women’s waists, there was nothing indecent about that gesture. The courtesy was quite out of place and somewhat amusing, but Annie enjoyed it, that was a pleasant change from the primality of the western men. Holding the two women close William said:
“Why don’t you begin with a long sensual kiss. I’ll remain a spectator for now.”
Without the loud background noise of the saloon they could finally appreciate the man’s voice, it was deep and seductive, but managed to be soft and soothing at the same time.
Neither Annie nor Dolores were sexually interested in other women, they had never received such a request either. But William intrigued them, his person had a unique charm that somehow ignited a strange kind of curiosity inside of them. The owner had already crossed one borderline that night, so she was feeling more adventurous; she took the lead. William stepped back and sat on a nearby empty chair, he put his bag on the floor beside him. Annie approached Dolores, she wrapped one hand around her friend’s waist and put the second on her neck; the other women mimicked the gestures. Their large breasts hugged each other through the fabric of their clothes, the deep cleavages looking at one another. The lips of the two women slowly drew closer until they finally met. At first it was shy and awkward, but involuntarily both women closed their eyes and soon remembered what a kiss really meant. They pushed each other’s bodies tighter, as close as their breasts allowed and pressed their lips into each other.
The passion was building up slowly, but the somewhat forced kiss soon turned into a genuine one. The women’s hands even began to explore their bodies, but were not overly adventurous just yet. William remained silent and motionless, but his expression revealed that he enjoyed the spectacle. Eventually their lips parted and the women opened their eyes, they remained close and kept their arms around each other’s bodies.
“Beautiful,” William’s voice was almost a whisper.
He managed to make that simple word incredibly erotic and Annie was astonished by how much she valued that simple compliment. The man had a unique aura and both women realised they enjoyed being influenced by it.
“Now, please slowly undress each other,” William requested, “keep the pantyhose on for now.”
Annie and Dolores turned to him for a moment, then looked back at each other. They smiled and began to peel off the few layers of clothes they were wearing, they performed it in a seductive, erotic manner. First to go was Annie’s corset, unlacing it was a form of art in itself, but also a time-consuming process; William showed no signs of impatience, quite the opposite, he was enjoying the striptease as much as he had the kiss. Dolores methodically undid the laces releasing Annie’s curvaceous body, she was fit and had a slender waist, but a corset always made a significant difference. Her breasts, though firm, were large and sagged a bit without the support. Annie was still wearing the rest of her clothes, so once Dolores carefully put the corset away, she began to slowly peel off the remaining items; next came the skirt. The woman squatted down in front of her friend and carefully pulled the skirt down her pantyhose-covered legs, she caressed them on her way down; Annie stepped out of it and Dolores stood up.
William admired the view of the owner’s full round buttocks, now covered only by black mesh and red lace panties. Annie decided that it was time to return the favor and began to pull the straps of Dolores’ white dress off her shoulders. The dress was tight around the waist, so it had to be pushed past the woman’s full hips before it fell to the ground. The ebony waitress now stood dressed only in lingerie, hers was of the same high quality as the owner’s. Annie made sure that her friend (and employee) could look (and feel) as sexy as herself. Dolores’ large breasts were supported by a white lace bra, she wore a matching thong, on her legs she had a pair of sheer white stockings attached to a waist cincher suspender belt. The white fabric of her lingerie beautifully contrasted with her dark skin.
“Keep the stockings on too,” whispered William.
Apart from that single sentence he remained silent and passive, although the bulge in his pants seemed to have grown.
Dolores grabbed the bottom of Annie’s shirt and pulled it over her head. The two women looked each other in the eye and then hugged, with their arms around the other one’s body they began to unclasp their bras. They then let off of their embrace and pulled the bra straps off the other one’s shoulders. Both pairs of huge breasts were finally free, their slight natural sagging did not diminish their sexiness in the least. The women embraced again, this time also kissing. Their breasts were pressed tightly against each other, as their hands explored their naked backs, eventually reaching the buttocks; they grabbed each other’s booty and began to grope them while their lips remained locked.
The kiss was long and passionate, both women had gotten hornier already and it seemed that they were no longer performing solely for the one-man-audience. At one point their lips parted, so both could take a deep breath, but soon they commenced to kiss. The women grabbed each other’s buttocks again and pressed their breasts even tighter. William remained silent, but the bulge in his pants grew larger and his face gained colours, there was no doubt that he was enjoying the spectacle.
“Exquisite!” the man exclaimed once the kiss eventually ended, his voice louder this time.
“So genuine and passionate,” he stood up and approached the women.
He placed his palms on the small of their backs.
“You’re both exceptionally gorgeous,” he continued to praise the women.
His voice again became low and seductive, but the compliments sounded genuine.
“Would you be so kind and help me get out of these clothes?”
“I was afraid you’d never ask,” Annie replied with a wink and the two of them swiftly undressed the man.
William was in a good shape despite his age, his body was lean, but muscles were toned and clearly defined. His chest was moderately hairy, with plenty of grey hair; this only enhanced his sophisticated masculinity.
“Before we continue your game,” Annie spoke once he was naked, “there’s something we want you to do – take a bath.”
“A bath?” William looked genuinely astonished, “I like this place more with each passing moment. You are truly a unique specimen in the West.”
“Thank you. Now let’s get you wet and soapy.”
Having two pairs of gentle female hands caress your body is a wonderful feeling, even if their main goal is merely to get you clean. Annie and Dolores obviously did their best to make the process pleasurable and they succeeded fully. William’s penis swiftly got hard even without any of the women touching it; the cock was quite sizable, Annie assessed it to be similar in size to those of the Troublesome brothers. The man finally became more active himself, he soaped his hands and returned the favor by caressing the curvaceous bodies of both women, he paid the most attention to their full breasts. His palms were firm, but gentle, this was not the possessive groping that the previous clients have exhibited. When the bath finished, they washed off the soap and dried their bodies, Annie expected that William would finally want to make use of his hard cock, but apparently he had different ideas.
“There are few more things that I’d like to clean as well,” the man announced, “I brought a few toys to spice up the night.”
“Toys?!” Annie gave him a quizzical look.
‘Why would a grown man need toys?’ she thought, ‘especially for sex.’ She remained silent though.
“Latest developments of the entertainment industry,” William’s explanation cleared nothing, “let me show you,” he added when he saw their puzzled expressions.
From his bag the man pulled out three items, the women had never seen anything similar before. Two smaller ones were identical and looked like large bottle corks. The third one was larger and a lot more suggestive because of its phallic shape; it was about as thick as William’s penis, but significantly longer, might have been even seventeen to eighteen inches long.
“These,” the man held up the two corks, “are called anal plugs. They’re made of glass and are intended for your back doors. While this one,” he lifted up the long toy with his other hand, “is a double-sided dildo. It is made of rubber and is going into your pussies. They might be a bit dusty, so we need to clean them and later lubricate.”
It still seemed a bit silly, but both women were somewhat intrigued, they looked at each other and smiled. Annie has always been open to new sexual experiences and Dolores would not leave her friend in such circumstances, she was curious herself as well. William cleaned the plugs, while the women took care of the so-called dildo; they were genuinely curious how it felt to the touch. The item was a novelty, not only in shape, it’s surface was not exactly hard, but not soft either, it was relatively elastic but firm. Both women became even more curious about getting the toy inside of them, it might have lacked the warmth of a real cock, but maybe could deliver similar sensations.
“That should be enough,” decided William who finished washing the plug, “let’s get you ladies onto the bed.”
The girls were happy to oblige, the sapphic foreplay had made them seriously aroused.
“We’ll start off with the plugs, because their role is more passive,” announced the man.
Since he had abandoned the inactive role he swiftly switched into a dominant mode; Annie though that this kind of behavior suited him even more.
“Sit on your heels,” William commanded once both women were on the bed.
“Open up,” he said as he raised the plugs to their mouths, “the best kinds of lubricants are the natural ones.”
The women obediently opened their mouths and he put the toys inside. The glass had no taste, but the act of sucking on a kinky sex-toy was somewhat arousing. Submitting to perverted whims of a stranger (albeit a client) was mildly humiliating, but at the same time it turned Annie on; she sensed that Dolores had similar feelings.
“Make them as sloppy with your mouths as you can,” William said, “but for your tight holes we’ll need something more.”
He again reached into his bag and took out a jar with something that might have been a lubricant.
“Turn around and get on all fours.”
The man was still polite and his voice quiet, but his demeanor has visibly changed. The girls were enjoying the game, so they obediently complied. They continued to suck on the plugs as William applied the lubricant to their anuses. Their saliva would be symbolic compared to the lube, but they were aware it was more about the performance itself rather than results. When the man was satisfied with his work, he cleaned his hands and went to the other side of the bed to face the two women.
“Such a sweet sight,” he commented with a smile, “you’ll both going to enjoy it, I promise.”
He grabbed the bases of the plugs, the girls understood his intentions and opened their mouths. With the toys in his hands William returned to the other side of the bed.
“Grab your buttocks, spread them wide and relax,” he commanded.
Annie might have worked as a prostitute, but no client had ever treated her like that, even though some behaved way rougher; the feelings of novelty and kinkiness were so exciting. She could again sense that Dolores was just as aroused as herself.
When the women complied with William’s request he carefully pushed the first plug into Annie’s ass; with experienced moves he made sure not to cause her discomfort.
“Mhmm!” the woman moaned loudly when the thick part finally went into her tight hole.
William then proceeded to Dolores; he was even more careful with her, because from her slight tension he sensed that she was not as experienced as her boss. The second plug eventually went in as well, Dolores was not as audible as her friend, but she also issued a moan when her anus was being stretched.
“Very good,” commented William in a low but satisfied voice.
“In order to use the other toy we’ll need to lubricate your pussies, but for that we’ll use only natural lubricants. Lie on your back, please,” he addressed Annie, “and you get on top of her. I want you to lick each other’s pussies until they’re soaking wet.”
The position was another of many novelties for the girls, all the play so far has gotten them moist already and they were eager to taste each other’s pussies. For now the dildo lay idly on the bed next to them, but William became more active. When the women assumed their position he stepped closer and began to caress their bodies. Dolores was on the top, so he focused more on her. When Annie raised her head to get it deeper into her friend’s crotch the man began to grope the soft dark flesh of the full buttocks. After a while he slid his palms over Dolores’ back and gently grabbed her large breasts, he massaged them and played with her nipples; his touch has gotten more firm, but did not ever get close to the level of roughness exhibited by Annie’s previous customers. The ebony waitress was enjoying William’s touch as much as her friend’s eager tongue.
Neither of the women were experienced at pleasuring people of their own sex, but they knew what they would like to receive themselves and filled any lacks with sheer enthusiasm. Between their tongues, the plugs and William’s gentle hands, their pussies were soaking wet in no-time. As was her custom Annie was making a lot of noise during the process, although it was a bit muffled because her mouth was on Dolores’ pussy.
It was the man who called the stop to this phase of foreplay. Not that he got bored with the touching of the women’s bodies, he found that activity perfectly satisfying so far; his penis remained fully erect the entire time which was proof enough. William noticed that the girls were really enjoying each other’s tongues and if he allowed them to continue they might climax before the real fun began, and he wanted to tease them a little bit longer.
“That should be enough,” he commanded in a quiet voice.
The women were slightly hesitant to stop which only convinced the man that he had made the right choice. He did not need to push Dolores off Annie, a gentle tug was enough to remind her that different kinds of entertainment awaited them. The waitress got off her employer and the man reached for the dildo.
“Few more licks on the toy and you’ll be ready to go.”
The girls got back onto their knees and William handed them the toy, each grabbed her end and began to suck on it hastily. The rubber did not feel exactly great in their mouths, so their only aim was to make it wet and slippery; a few moments later the job was done.
“Now turn around,” William said and the women were happy to oblige, “get on all fours with your backs to each other and move so that your buttocks are close.”
Once they assumed the position the man grabbed the dildo and aimed one of its ends into Annie’s pussy, he carefully guided it inside; she issued a loud moan when the toy spread her hungry lips. William pushed the toy sufficiently deep, so that it would not slip out, but he needed to have enough left for Dolores. She remained quiet, but her body shivered when the dildo finally entered her wet pussy.
“Very good, girls,” William softly patted their buttocks, “now move your bodies back and forth, and make sure to hit these booties against each other every time.”
The man continued to hold the middle of the dildo in his hand making sure that neither end would slip out. The motions of the two girls were slow and careful, not because they were worried about their pussies, these craved for hard fucking; finding a common rhythm turned out to be surprisingly difficult. William remained patient, he kept holding the dildo and caressed the curvaceous bodies with his free hand. It took some time to find the proper motions and more than once the girls ended up laughing. The amusement did not dim the arousal though, the large toy never left their pussies and their lust had not yet been satisfied. Eventually the woman found the rhythm and the man could let the dildo go. He stepped back for a moment to enjoy the spectacle, the sight was accompanied by rhythmic slapping of their buttocks and Annie’s moans which were getting louder with each passing moment. The flesh of their round booties shook after each hit and their large breasts bounced back and forth. William soon got back close and put his hands on the moving bodies, he fondled them softly not wanting to interrupt the kinky sex.
Dolores and Annie enjoyed fucking the dildo, it still felt a bit awkward, but the huge toy served its designed purpose. Plus again the feeling of novelty overshadowed any shortcomings; William’s touch was a factor as well. With their pussies and anuses filled the women soon achieved what they have been craving – orgasm. It was Dolores who climaxed first. Annie might have had a bigger sex drive, but the previous clients have worn her out a bit. But when she heard her friend’s soft cries and sensed her body tremble, the empathy pushed her over the edge; soon her own ecstatic noises drowned out those of the waitress. Their motions slowed down and the pushes were no longer as deep, William used it as an opportunity to reach between their legs and finger their clits, enhancing their pleasure.
The orgasms were long and intense, but eventually they ended, the girls got quiet and leaned forward to let the dildo slip out of their wet pussies. William let them rest for a while, he kept his hands on their trembling bodies the entire time. Finally he spoke in a low voice:
“That was beautiful, ladies. But it’s finally my turn.”
Both women turned to look first at his handsome face, then at his erect penis. Has it been hard the entire time? Was something like that even possible?
“I want both of your lips on my cock” the man said.
William was standing right by the edge of the bed, the girls moved closer so that they could reach the penis with their mouths; they sat on their heels and began to lick it. At first each was tending to her side, moving their wet wet lips along the long thick shaft in unisono or kissing the engorged head from both sides. Then they changed the approach, Annie moved down to the testicles while Dolores took the cock into her mouth and began to suck on it; a short while later they swapped places. Eventually they left the balls alone and returned to the double-side licking. The girls still felt the post-orgasmic bliss and were eager to return the favor. William had thoroughly enjoyed the prolonged foreplay, so he did not need much time to finally climax; merely two minutes later he ejaculated. Annie had her mouth close to the head of the cock, so she wrapped her lips around it to capture the semen. The load was astonishingly voluminous and she was not ready for it, she pulled her head back to swallow before the man finished. Dolores swiftly took her post and diligently swallowed the remainder of the seed. When the man finished the two girls licked his cock clean and then shared a short but passionate kiss; both were feeling extraordinarly naughty.
William was breathing hard, but merely from excitement, not exhaustion, the fun had only begun. When the last drop of his first load left his cock he joined the women on the bed. The three of them lied down and cuddled in silence, the man being in the middle; his hands remained busy as he softly caressed the sweaty bodies of his lovers, he seemed to especially enjoy Dolores’ dark skin. The plugs remained inside of the girls’ anuses the entire time.
William had an astonishing stamina and could regenerate incredibly quickly. He shot two more loads that night, one in each pussy; each time the other girl licked her friend clean. Both women also reached two more orgasms and achieved that through various means – tongues, fingers, toys and of course their lover’s cock. It was almost morning when the three of them eventually collapsed in the bed, thoroughly exhausted. Annie allowed William to sleep inside of her bed with them and even organised a bath for him, for all of them, when they eventually woke up around noon. The man left a generous tip, well above the prearranged sum and promised to return to Tytepoos for another passionate threesome. Annie asked to leave the sex toys as a tip instead of additional money and he agreed.
Mary-Anne needed to get out, so that the inhabitants would see their sheriff on the streets; no doubts there would be many amused gazes after the public orgasm on the balcony with the Troublesome brothers, but Mary was sure she could cope with those. The citizens had accepted that their sheriff ran a brothel, they could surely adapt to her… extrovertic (and exhibitionist) nature. Dolores had to take care of the saloon, the waitresses and cooks were competent, but they required supervision.
Life returned to its everyday tracks, but after such a wild night things would not be the same as they used to be. Until last night Dolores’ sex life has been limited, but now she felt that it could not remain that way. Would Mary-Anne continue her exhibitionist escapades? Or maybe Dolores and her could become even closer friends?